The Heat Is On [2014] lyrics

Americans

The heat is on in Saigon

The girls are ready to screw

One of these slits here will be Miss Saigon

And since we're stuck here in hell

What's a soldier to do?

The stink is making me choke

Turns out this war is a joke

Turns out the joke is on you

Engineer

Ah, Monsieur Chris! Monsieur John!

You've come to win Miss Saigon

John

I gotta get my friend laid as a last souvenir

Chris

I love you, pal, but your bullshit

I've had up to here

Chris and John

The heat is on in Saigon

John

But till they tell us we're gone

I'm gonna buy you a girl!

Chris

You can buy me a beer!

Engineer

It's showtime!

From Hai Phong to the Mekong Delta

May I present the most beautiful girls in Saigon, Mimi...

Mimi

See my bikini, it's just the right size

Engineer

Yvette...

Yvette

Don't you enjoy how it rides up my thighs?

Engineer

Dominique...

Dominique

Look from behind, it'll knock out your eyes

Engineer

Yvonne...

Yvonne

I'll show you my special trophy of war

Mimi

For a marine, I'll show more

Americans

You won't get up off the floor

The heat is on in Saigon

Don't tell me I'm reassigned

All that chickenshit sucks

Tonight I'm out of my mind

Not to mention ten bucks

Engineer

Here she is

You know her as the sex toy from Hanoi:

Ms. Gigi Van Tranh

Gigi

If I'm your pin-up, I'll melt all your brass

Stuck in your wall with a pin in my ass

If you get me, you will travel first class

I'll show you, we will make magic, chéri

Engineer

You buy your tickets from me

The winner gets her for free

Chris

The meat is cheap in Saigon

I used to love getting stoned

Waking up with some whore

I don't know why I went dead

It's not fun anymore

Engineer

How about something fresh from the country?

Legs unparted, parts uncharted: Kim

Kim

I'm seventeen, and I'm new here today

The village I come from seems so far away

All of these girls here know much more what to say

But I know

I'm so much more than you see

A million dreams are in me

Chris

Jesus, John, who is she?

Americans

The Cong is tight'ning the noose

Is it a week or a day or an hour that we got?

Tonight could be our last shot, got to put it to use

I got a fever, babe and you're gonna catch it

I got an itch and baby you're gonna scratch it

Mimi, Gigi, Yvette or Yvonne

Gonna buy me a beer, here's to you Miss Saigon

Engineer

Yvonne, Yvette, Mimi, Kim, Gigi

Attention, s'il vous plaît!

By popular demand

Miss Gigi Van Tranh

Is elected Miss Siagon!

Americans

The heat is on in Saigon

How we get used to the smell

So let's get wasted, get high and get laid

A good-bye party in hell

Engineer

And now who wins my little pussycat?

Number 66!